In the rift where the sky had torn open, the giant hand composed of data streams descended one meter, and the surrounding buildings twisted as if manipulated by a liquefy tool in Photoshop. A car on the roadside suddenly turned into a Lego version, and the street trees began bearing fruit in the shape of USB ports.
"[Reality Distortion Index: 99%]" The System’s alarm voice cracked. "[Recommendation: 1. Run away 2. Play dead 3. Send Mothra some New Year red envelope money]"
Qiyue looked at Su Muqing (the complete version) beside him. Her Infinity Tattoo was flickering at high frequency, forming an energy network with the six administrators.
Chapter 98